The Reign of Darkness (Kylo Ren x Reader)

caught in the crossfire

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𝙮/𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

I woke up to the feeling of my face pressed into Kylo's neck comfortably. I had a light blush on my cheeks. Judging by the light shining through the curtains, it was already morning. 

We should probably get ready to leave.

I slowly started playing with a strand of Kylo's hair. A few minutes later he woke up, immediately gazing down at me with a lopsided smile. 

He didn't say anything, but his pleasant gaze said it all. I blushed and bit my lip with a small smile before placing a gentle kiss on his nose. He breathed in, shoving himself on top of me as he kissed my lips. I moaned, feeling warmth flow throughout my body was our lips connected. He began to move, and before I knew it I could feel his cold hands running up and down the inside of my thighs. "We-we have to go..." I whispered. He glanced down into my eyes, tapping the inner part of my thigh.

My face stayed the same, but I moved my leg over. Before I could even say anything, I felt him push himself inside me. I groaned, wrapping my arms around his broad back, scratching my nails down his spin. "Fuck." He groaned, sore from last night. I laughed through the pain, flipping us over so I was on top. I could practically feel him in my stomach, and I kept going anyway.

His breathing grew heavier, and his large hands made their way to my hips as they grinded and danced on his. His hand reached my neck, pulling me back down to his lips. The sudden movement made me squeal, and it felt so good. 

Please. I could tell he was close when his grip on my neck became tighter. It was euphoric. He finished with a breathy moan. I smiled tiredly, resting my head on his chest as warmth spilled inside me.

"You really are an angel sent from God." He whispered, his hand brushing my hair out of the way of my partially sweaty brow. I blushed, running my fingertips down his toned chest, causing him to tense.

"We should probably get ready to leave, love," I spoke in a hushed tone. He groaned in response, shoving his face into the crook of my neck as I giggled, pushing him away playfully.

"Kylo, seriously. They're expecting us back soon." I mumbled, not wanting to get up either. I patted his head before slowly standing up and grabbing some clothes from my wardrobe. Instead of my last Naboo outfit, I put on the cargo pants and tank top from the New Supremacy.

I could hear a chuckle from behind me. I whipped around, only to see Kylo staring at me with a smirk on his face as I quickly covered myself with the clothes. 

"Hey! Turn around!" I shrieked playfully. 

"I was just rearranging your guts and now you're worried about me seeing your ass." He muttered, smirk still apparent on his face. I blushed even harder, but continued changing nonetheless.

Once we were finished getting ready, we started heading back up the stone path towards the ship. We had to hurry, in order to not be seen in our First Order uniforms. Although Naboo wasn't at war with the First Order, we always had to be careful.

The morning was warm, with a light breeze, which felt refreshing. I was going to miss this planet, but I knew, hoped, that everything would turn out alright.